The Prince rarely ventured into the shop, preferring to hold his court on the sidewalk uptown by St. Vincent’s. But on the rare occasion when he did, it was nothing to see New Orleans’ celebrities like John Goodman or Terrance Blanchard seeking an audience with the Prince. He did not treat the rich and famous…
Chapter 19: Rambo’s Storm
KRAPOW KRAPOWCHTZ “Dang worn out piece of junk,” George cursed as the chain slipped off the Dyno while hopping the curb. The frightened freestylist jumped and let out a yelp as a bolt of lightening struck the huge bronze statue of Andrew Jackson that adorned Jackson Square. The smell of stale beer and fried food…
Chapter 18: Mad Max
By the time the kids started working at the voodoo shop, Miss Cara had been completely rehabilitated. She had been drug-free for five years, regained custody of Spider, and even was a narcotics anonymous sponsor at the Grace House meetings on Camp Street. As a matter of fact, she was Jesi’s sponsor. Jesi had been…
Ch 10: The Dweller on the Threshold
“Good boys pray.” The whisper woke George into a dark room with only creeping fingers of light shedding clues to his whereabouts. He rubbed his face with his palms trying to make some sense of his situation. This has to be Spider’s apartment, but where is everyone, and why is everything moved around? George groped…
Lords of Magazine Street: The Ice Cream Gangsters 